You sang to me 'till we fell asleep,
The little screen meant sleeping together,
I woke up, able to move mountains,
Just to see you 5 minutes that day.
Your voice was my lullaby,
The last thing I would see was
that green, that green that kills
my past, my future, and the present.
And I lost myself
in lips, cigarettes, glasses
so many glasses of wine spilled
for what had died.
Now screams put me to sleep,
No matter how much, I'm still tired.
From three hours of sleep and happiness,
I changed to eight and
a mind that went far away.
In the future or past
she finds you, incredibly alive and happy
at the same table you were crying to me
The forest after the rain
The sun rising over your forehead
The memory was shutting down
The wound was healing.
'till I can fall asleep how I should
find a song in your diaphragm
listen to it, give it to me!
I'll come as fast as I can,
I have nothing to lose,
for you are my sun,
just as I am moon to you.
I still feel, even now,
I still feel,
more than ever
I loathe you as much as I adore you
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Pric